“Look at my mask. Half red and half white. Pretty, right?”
Sparkle pinned the fox mask back to the side of her head. “Your mask is really interesting. The lines are clearly drawn, but it has no color. Is that the style you like?”
Hua Yuran handed the mask over for Sparkle to inspect. “It originally had three colors, but they were erased when the Aeon of Elation bestowed it on me.”
Thinking of what her Aeon had done, Hua Yuran gritted her teeth. “The colors disappearing means the power of my Emanator authority has been sealed. Aha sealed it!”
“Is there a chance it can be undone?”
Hua Yuran paused, then replied, “Of course it can be restored. But the authority was split into three parts, so the mask needs to be painted in three colors, each corresponding to a prank the Aeon of Elation would find funny.”
Sparkle was silent for a long moment, then eagerly volunteered, “Let me help.”
“Where’s my mask??”
